Ji Wei finally figured out who the woman Yamamoto Yu was talking about was.
She had even deluded herself into thinking that the woman was Yamamoto Yu's long-lost former lover...
"You resemble your mother so much that the moment I saw you, I recognized you." Yamamoto Yu answered honestly.
Ji Wei stared at Yamamoto Yu in disbelief.
"Why are you telling me this?" Ji Wei's voice trembled.
"I want to know if your mother lived a happy life..." Yamamoto Yu reached for a photo frame and tenderly touched the elegant, beautiful face of the woman inside it.
"I don't know." Ji Wei spoke softly.
Yamamoto Yu turned his head in surprise: "You don't know? You're her daughter."
"When I was eleven, I hit my head badly, and I lost all my previous memories," Ji Wei replied lightly. "Even though I can recognize my mom's picture, I feel no connection to her."
Yamamoto Yu: "..."
He never expected that the answer he had been searching for was something Ji Wei couldn't provide.
